[Verse]
Dunked me in the Maumee, baptized in brown streams,
King of broken bottles, cracked dreams, ripped seams,
Shark fins circlin', visions of the red gleam,
4-1-9 tattooed on the nightmare’s wet theme.
[Chorus]
Whoa, muddy waters rise, drown the past in the soil,
Cleansin' from rust, stained with oil,
Baptized a poet where the jagged cuts boil,
Crown of glass shards, kingdom of turmoil.
[Verse 2]
Tides drag me to the gutter’s religion,
Preachin' sermons in liquor by the river's decision,
Every cut on my palms, ancient inscriptions,
Carve a life story in broken glass convictions.
[Bridge]
Wreckage in the current, shark fins my guides,
Swimming through the struggle where darkness collides,
Waves whisper sermons, old river confides,
I’m alive on debris where the poet resides.
[Chorus]
Whoa, muddy waters rise, drown the past in the soil,
Cleansin' from rust, stained with oil,
Baptized a poet where the jagged cuts boil,
Crown of glass shards, kingdom of turmoil.
[Verse 3]
Words came like fish scales, slimy but they glimmer,
Truth slick in my hands, life’s a dirty river,
Dropped my sins where the shoreline shattered,
Every step leaves a story, nothin' manufactured.